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My absence…

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I have not been blogging lately.  The reason why is that my wife, Marla, had to have surgery recently.  She had a total shoulder replacement done.  I have not had time to do any blogging due to helping her with things.  Perhaps I will be able to blog once in a while soon; we will see.  The surgery went well… and she is recovering better than expected.  Marla has a very delicate constitution and is extremely fragile.  A lot of this has to do with the Wilson’s Disease that she has.  Wilson’s Disease is a rare disorder; it is genetic and involves the inability of the body to metabolize copper.  The copper can then act as a poison within individuals who are not properly treated for the disease.  Related to the Wilson’s Disease, Marla has very severe neck dystonia… wherein her neck muscles become extremely tense and rigid; she gets botox injections to help treat the dystonia.  For a long time, Marla was on penicillamine to treat the Wilson’s.  However, that medication had so many side-effects that it was almost as bad as having the disease itself.  Marla, likely due to the penicillamine, developed ARDS and almost died.  Then she had to have neck surgery for collapsed neck vertebrae, a surgery that took 11 hours and caused her to have very limited swallowing ability.  Now she mostly receives nutrition via a gastrostomy tube that goes to her stomach area.  I help her with the enteral feedings and various things, and it is time consuming.  These days, Wilson’s Disease is easily treated with zinc; the zinc has, fortunately, little or no side effects.  Marla bravely contends with her physical problems; she often helps others (who have Wilson’s Disease or dystonia) to better understand things about those ailments; she, as a person, is as sweet as can be and is an extremely wonderful and very understanding person.  I am honored to be married to her and want to make sure that she does well throughout the recovery process.

 Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

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The light with no opposite… (Multi-Photo)

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The world is

The world is

becoming more

and more

insane and

insensitive;

but one

must remain

must remain

very sane

and 

very sensitive.

Deep light

transcends

the darkness

and is…

and is

unaffected

by it.

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Grape Hyacinths (1).  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Grape Hyacinths (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Grape Hyacinths (2) (Color Pencil, Digital) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Grape Hyacinths (2) (Color Pencil, Digital) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Peace…

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Peace is everyone’s responsibility.  We must all go beyond violence and care for one another.  One is different from, but not separate from, whom one perceives.

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I’m 63 years old and I’ve kept tropical fish ever since I was in the 5th grade.  I even had an aquarium in my college dorms when I went to college.  For a long time now, I’ve been keeping, raising, and breeding, various forms of miniature catfish called Corydoras (“Cory” catfish).  In terms of peace, all of the species of the genus Corydoras are totally peaceful and non-belligerent; I have never, in all the years that I’ve had them, ever observed them acting aggressively or being hostile to one another, or toward other fish.   I was taking photographs of my miniature Corydoras Reticulated Julii Catfish when I noticed them laying eggs.  In the bottom photograph, the female is with a male (doing their thing); look closely at her bottom ventral fins; she is holding two eggs in those fins (as the fins are held together in a prayer-like fashion).  Later (after they are fertilized) she will (carry them around for quite some time) and then secure them to plant leaves or upon the aquarium glass.  (These catfish are definitely good for going green while keeping aquarium fish.  They do not require aquarium heaters, and two separate aquariums can be maintained with a 4 watt air pump.)  Corydoras are, like I mentioned, extremely peaceful… (plus they are beautiful and are always comical in their actions).

 

Trio of Corydoras trilineatus. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Trio of Corydoras trilineatus. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Corydoras trilineatus mating with eggs below clasped in female's bottom fins.  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Corydoras trilineatus mating with eggs below clasped in female’s bottom fins. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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1/4 Inch Long Wild Violet Flower

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Violet was a girl

with very few faults

she could sing and dance

and do somersaults

 

Violet was quite pretty

just as a flower

she loved to be in her garden

even during a shower

 

Violet blossomed in time

and loved to sun-bathe outdoors

she liked nature wild,

was never found in stores

 

All girls are Violets

in their own special way

they need never fear death,

while inevitably withering away

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 Wild Violet; one of many in the backyard. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Wild Violet; one of many in the backyard. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Going beyond the melancholy and blue…

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If you are melancholy and blue, transcend what you are.  This can be done by, without method, being highly observant from moment to moment, without clinging to the methods, systems, and stale images that were seeded within (and “as”) you.  If one often merely perceives with (and “as”) stale, redundant images that one constantly “recognizes” things with… then one is seeing what was taught; and that is the old, stale, antiquated, and musty “known.”  Perceive without that dust-laden past… and one may see joyfully without merely just recognizing.  That may bring real ecstasy.  Then one won’t be blue any longer… unless one is an Indigo Bunting.

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Returning Indigo Bunting. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Returning Indigo Bunting. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Dragon King (Multi-Photo)

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Mighty dexterous Dragon King

far back as the Carboniferous

heavy-bodied, strong flying,

adroit acrobat of the air

with iridescent soap-bubble-like wings

an aerodynamic, amphibious, predatory, territorial glider

who hunts on the wing

and who has to answer to

nobody

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Dragon in his Lair. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Dragon in his Lair. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Dragon in his Lair. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Dragon in his Lair. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

 

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To look, without all that slop, on a fine Spring Day… (Multi-photo)

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To look, on a fine Spring Day,

at what you are not

from what you are…

takes an assimilated separation 

of “me” and “not me.”

But that looking isn’t “looking”…

it’s merely repeatedly hurling what was absorbed.

 

To really look, on a fine Spring Day,

at what’s real,

is to look without separation,

without the gobbled “known.”

And that means looking 

without the ingested “me” or “I”…

for otherwise, it’s habitually regurgitating 

what was consumed.

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Together as one. (1)  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Together as one. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Together as one. (Color Pencil rendition). (2)  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Together as one. (Color Pencil rendition). (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015